The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love. We can never really read more

The world is too dangerous for anything but truth and too small for anything but love. We can never really love anybody with whom we never laugh. Love is in the giver, not the gift. He told me that once he forgot himself and opened up like a door with a loose latch and everything fell out and he tried for days to put it all back in the proper order, but he finally gave up and left if there in a pile and loved everything equally. thanks to a subscriber!

Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.

Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I read more

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made read more

Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.

Love, the itch, and a cough cannot be hid.

Love, the itch, and a cough cannot be hid.

Sometimes when we love we are stuck loving someone who has no desire to change, or no desire to work read more

Sometimes when we love we are stuck loving someone who has no desire to change, or no desire to work things out with us in an effort to make things better, or to keep the relationship on a track of growth and fulfillment. There comes a point in time in some relationships that we must realize the only option that we have to live a good life is to let what is weighing us down in life go.

Why love if losing hurts so much… I have no answers anymore…only the life I have lived… The pain now read more

Why love if losing hurts so much… I have no answers anymore…only the life I have lived… The pain now is part of the happiness (then).

Love is like the measles; we all have to go through it.

Love is like the measles; we all have to go through it.

When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have read more

When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have been tyrants and murderers and for a time they seem invincible but in the end, they always fall.rn